Every Man for Himself (1980) User Reviews

Rather Bland, Not Entertaining

[gavin6942 · 6/10 · 6 March 2015]

An examination of sexual relationships, in which three protagonists interact in different combinations.

In addition to Godard's typical refusal to keep viewers oriented through expository dialogue and continuity editing, the film is experimental in its use of the technique that Godard called "decomposition," which he first employed for the 1979 French television mini-series "France/tour/detour/deux/enfants". In the technique, there is a periodic slowing down of the action to a frame by frame advancement. The "slow motion" segments are somewhat obnoxious and really detract from the enjoyment of the film.

Film critic Vincent Canby, writing in The New York Times, described the film effusively as "stunning," "beautiful," and "brilliant". I don't feel as strongly.

An interesting side note: the appearance of the nationality sticker on the back of a car. In the United States, these did not really become popular until the 1990s or later, and yet they seem to be found somewhat commonly in 1980s Europe.

a strange and powerful work of art

[framptonhollis · 8/10 · 22 May 2017]

Godard's splendid return to more "mainstream" cinema is a powerful meditation on love and (mostly) sex. It is often disturbing and profound, as well as silly and darkly comic. Some of the humor seems juvenile, but it is hilarious nonetheless, and beyond the dirty jokes is a masterful avant garde film that is philosophical, sadistic, sexy, and deeply emotional.

Godard has always been a highly ambitious filmmaker, and to this day his works proceed to increase in experimentation, and "Every Man for Himself" certainly displays his ability to have fun with film. Behind the unique synthesized soundtrack running throughout this film, various experimental visuals are utilized, particularly the effect of Godard randomly pausing on certain frames, creating a slow motion-esque look.

Complex issues and characters populate this dense, yet brief masterwork of French cinema. The ending is one of simultaneous happiness and tragedy, as it the situation ends a slightly ambiguous, yet hugely fitting note as the main "lovers" walk away from the viewers, and the film.

'Every Man For Himself' plays out like three separate one-act plays that centers on a certain character in each act.

[bryank-04844 · 8/10 · 11 August 2015]

If you're a fan of film, a cinephile, or took film classes in school, you probably did an entire section on the iconic director Jean-Luc Godard. You might have heard your film buff friends or professors show you why Godard is one of the best filmmakers to ever grace the big screen. And if you've seen any of his films, you would have to agree, which is why Criterion loves releasing his films under the brand.

His 1980 film, titled 'Every Man For Himself' was nominated for the Palme d'Or Award at Cannes that year and was almost nominated for Best Foreign Film at the Oscars that same year. Prior to 1980, Godard's films were very experimental in nature and mostly done and a very small budget with small name actors. Godard himself has said that 'Every Man For Himself' was like being reborn again, as this was considered his return to mainstream filmmaking with a decent sized budget and well-known actors.

While this film had those new aspects, Godard continued to revert back to his experimental ways with the use of movement and music, particularly using slow motion to elevate certain scenes. What Godard tries to convey and tell us with 'Every Man For Himself' is that no matter the choices you make in life or the paths you decide to go down, you usually end up looking after yourself only. Godard even said that a better title for this film would be 'Save Your Ass'. 'Every Man For Himself' plays out like three separate one-act plays that centers on a certain character in each act. We all know that Godard has influenced tons of directors, one of them being Quentin Tarantino, so it shouldn't be a surprise that each character here and story line cross paths at some point in the film, much like the characters did in 'Pulp Fiction'.

We meet Paul Godard, who is a filmmaker who has been having a long affair with a woman named Denise. This ultimately led to his divorce from his ex-wife. Since Paul is a moody son-of-a-gun, and doesn't want to put in the time emotional effort to make Denise happy, she decides she needs move out and live in the country. But Denise also struggles with leaving the unhappy life in the city that she knows in order to make a change for the better. Meanwhile, Paul tries to appease her, but at a distance, as he seems to sabotage himself and relationships, because he wants to be alone.

This is conveyed by his very unorthodox conversations and thoughts towards young girls, which is fairly creepy. Paul ends up meeting a prostitute named Isabelle, where after their session, she continues her evening of work with several other clients, who are not above abusing her. But she doesn't seem to mind her line of work or life. Even when her sister comes to town to look for help and money, Isabelle convinces her to become an escort instead of helping out. And while Isabelle looks over the girls under her tutelage and the clients that abuse them, she never breaks, but instead basks in her life choices. Godard perfectly weaves each of these characters into literally running into each other, where each person is forced to make a life decision and get on a better path.

As we see Paul, who seems to be his own worst enemy try and be the better father and ex-husband he should be, it's just inevitable for dire consequences to catch up with him. It's quite a brilliant style for Godard too, as he uses the slow motion technique to upgrade these choices we make that influence the rest of our lives. 'Every Man For Himself' might not have the indie look or raw feel as his earlier films, but Godard sure made a great film that makes us look at our own lives and think if we've made the right choices.

Save (Your Life) Who's Able / Run for (Your Life) If You Can

[ThreeSadTigers · 27 May 2008]

There are three central characters in this film, and three central stylistic devices that we must become accustomed to in order to better appreciate the concept of the film as Godard sees it. The first of these particular devices is a literal slowing down of time; in which the action of the film freezes and then advances one single frame at a time at seemingly sporadic points throughout. The second is Godard's continually jarring use of sound design and editing; taking dialog from one scene and placing it over shots taken from somewhere else entirely, or, indeed, occasionally having the audio from one scene continue into the next one before having it cut out abruptly. The third and final technique is much more transparent and involves the director manipulating the events of the film into recognisable chapter points decided by theme. This creates an often jarring and confusing rupture in the film's linear timeline, making the film more of a formal essay/thematic rumination than an actual, identifiable narrative. At any rate, if you're familiar with Godard's work, then some of these techniques will be fairly recognisable. However, the film is still one of the director's most challenging and enigmatic experiments; filled with subtle elements of almost Buñuelian satire, and some deeply flawed and often detestable characters.

With this in mind, the film can be interpreted on a number of levels, not least as a visual essay on the creative process itself. However, one recognisable strand of the film deals most plainly with human relationships, frailties and fragilities, and the idea of escape. The way the layers of theme, character and events are woven throughout the film - combined with Godard's bold experiments with structure and presentation - is truly fascinating, though it certainly isn't an easy film to enjoy or comprehend without the benefit of repeated viewings. The satire used throughout is incredibly subtle, with references to society as prostitution, the role of the director as a selfish deviant and the mechanics of society in relation to the sold out 60's generation cast adrift in the 80's consumerist abyss, all hinted at through the bold combination of character, dialog, scenario, and the actual presentation of the film. Instead of presenting this colourfully, as someone like Buñuel might have done - as evident in films such as Belle de jour (1967), The Phantom of Liberty (1974) and The Discreet Charm of the Bourgeoisie (1972) - Godard's presentation of the film seems incredibly straight-faced, with a largely un-stylised and matter-of-fact approach to the cinematography, shot composition and production design going against the more iconic and imaginative films that he produced in the 1960's.

This was effectively the beginning of the third phase of Godard's career, following on from his more aggressive, experimental and politically-themed films of the 1970's, and seeming to show a greater level of intelligence and emotional maturity than his much more successful work of the early-to-mid 1960's. I wouldn't go so far as to call it a masterpiece, but it is at least a thought-provoking and fascinating idea and one that is conveyed in Godard's typically jarring and alienating approach to editing, sound design and direction. It is also notable for the two incredibly bold and effective performances from Natalie Baye and Isabelle Huppert, who act as the principal anchors to the film's central thematic preoccupations. Both of these characters share similar qualities, though ultimately seem to come from completely different worlds. Baye's character works in television, is in the midst of an on-again-off-again love affair with a jaded television director, and seems to be struggling to reconcile her once defiant need for independence and that 60's sense of individuality in favour of a comfortable life in the country.

On the other side of the fence we have Huppert's character, a young prostitute also looking to make an escape of sorts, though not quite on the same emotional level as Baye. In exploring Huppert's character, Godard creates his most pertinent scene of satire and indeed, the most iconic scene in the film. Here, Huppert's prostitute is involved in an elaborate sex game with a high-ranking business man, his young assistant and a second prostitute that never speaks. The scene is shocking, uncomfortable and incredibly funny, all at the same time; much like the film itself. More importantly however, Godard uses this scene to make his most explicit comment on the notion of industry and the foundation of society at the dawn of a new decade. It also ties in with certain implications of the title; Sauve qui peut (la vie) (1980). At its most simplified level, the title can be translated as Save (Your Life) Who's Able / Run for (Your Life) If You Can, which suggests certain ideas that Godard himself talks about in the film with the character of the television director played by Jacques Dutronc; a man whose selfishness and volatile relationships with the various women in his life make up yet another facet of the film's complicated emotional design.

The title can also be seen as an ironic judgement on the once radical 60's generation that Godard was very much part of; a generation now consumed by commercialised consumption, greed and pointless self-absorption, guilt and examination. The title more commonly used in the UK, Slow Motion, is also alluded to by Godard, not only with the film's deliberately slow pace, but with the idea of slowing down moments in the attempt to see beyond the surface action, and instead, to see whether or not there is something else happening behind the facade of this ever moving tableau. Ultimately, Godard's ideas remain vague, forcing the viewer to question the intentions of the characters and what the filmmaker seems to be suggesting by their presentation within the film.

This film by Godard is not at all a film of our times.

[FilmCriticLalitRao · 6/10 · 10 August 2007]

The English title of this film "Sauve qui peut la vie" made by Jean Luc Godard is "Everyman for himself".This is exactly what happens in this film which is only for people having unusual cinematographic tastes.All the three main characters are in their own world without bothering about what the other persons are doing.There are a lot of similarities between the film maker Jean Luc Godard and the film director's role played nicely by French singer,actor Jacques Dutronc. It appears as if Godard had deliberately chosen Dutronc for that role keeping in mind their own erratic behavioral patterns.Nathalie Baye is acceptable in her role as the hapless girl friend of this eccentric director.The most challenging and in some sense controversial part has been played by Isabelle Huppert as an innocent prostitute who silently bears all the ill treatment meted to her by her clients.This is a good psychological film directed by Godard about the emotional stagnation of some characters who are unable to come out of their mental framework.

Jean-Luc Godard film

[SnoopyStyle · 7/10 · 12 June 2022]

It's a Jean-Luc Godard film. It's divided into four sections; The Imaginary, Fear, Commerce, and The Music. It follows various characters and some of their connections. Paul Godard (Jacques Dutronc) is a filmmaker. His girlfriend Denise Rimbaud (Nathalie Baye) is leaving him. Cecile is his daughter. He picks up prostitute Isabelle Rivière (Isabelle Huppert).

I'm not that clever. I don't understand everything that Godard is trying to do in this film. I don't know why he keeps stopping and slowing and skipping the picture during the transitions. He's definitely trying to say something about the man-woman relationship. I'm assuming that the same name idea is to show some sort of autobiographical nature to the material. Let's just say that non of these people are happy and most of the women are not treated that well. The titles are Sauve qui peut (la vie) and Every Man for Himself. It's a pessimistic and nihilistic view of the world. I may not get everything being shown but these characters are intriguing. It's all a bit sad especially Huppert's part.

One of my favourite Godard movies

[Chris_Docker · 10/10 · 12 October 2012]

I never did quite 'get' Dali. All those contortions. Grotesque shapes. Stunted creatures. Then one day I saw clues. His 'melting pocket-watch' (The Persistence Of Memory) was not just a silly timepiece, bent out of shape like wax melting off a table. It was the fluidity of time, how we perceive time in different ways. When we have fun (for instance) and time seems to speed up. When we're bored, and it slows.

Our inner experience of time is affected by our perception. Our focus, our mental state, it makes a big difference. We are similarly affected by how things are presented externally. Trees flashing past so quickly they are almost a blur. Have you ever been on a train as it traverses a wooded hill? But see the same trees from the hilltop and their majesty and poetry become evident. In both cases, perhaps there is no absolute 'reality' – only different ways of perceiving it. At any one second, our senses are overloaded with more data than our consciousness allows. It is less a case of 'seeing what is really there' - but of exerting control over our selection process, our filtering, and deciding what data to take time to consciously process; and what our conscious mind ignores.

Perception is, for Godard, an enduring theme. Speed it up, slow it down. The camera mimics the process of visual perception. It chooses what to observe, and how. It 'tells' us what to think. Can cinema, by its careful control of simulated perception, increase our understanding of 'how' we perceive things? Or alert us to the possibility that there is 'more' in front of our eyes than we might have assumed on that busy day? The nominal plot revolves around a three characters. A filmmaker called Godard. Denise, a writer/editor trying to make a career change. And Isabelle, a prostitute (Isabelle Huppert) trying to better herself. Godard and Denise are in the painful process of ending a relationship. He is also going through a tough time with his ex-wife and daughter. Denise sees Isabelle being abused in the street. Isabelle sleeps with Godard after going to a movie with him. She wants to get a new place to live – even phoning about a flat during a bizarre sex scene - and she wants to work for herself instead of the pimp. Not knowing Godard is the landlord, she visits their cottage up for rent as Godard throws himself across the table at Denise.

Three wildly different life trajectories. Intersecting in ways that allow the film to challenge accepted notions. Toying with the nature of perception. And even asking how we get to where we want to be in life – or not. Separate chapters - after the intro sequences - for each character. Then 'Music' brings all three together. (Look out for unusual sound tropes as well.) Slow Motion – by whatever name we call it – is almost as conventional as Godard gets. While the narrative is far from mainstream, it is a more recognisable cinema experience than much of his most challenging (or didactic, uncommercial) work. And it provides material to sustain many repeated viewings.

The film includes about 15 'stop-action' shots, where the image is stopped completely, slowed down, replayed, and/or speeded up. We don't just analyse images outside of their diegetic function: we are able to invent a parallel diegesis. It is almost like the break-up of a relationship where a man and woman see 'reality' from totally different perspectives. Godard deconstructs his own maxim of 'truth 24 times per second' by varying the speeds. Outwardly hollow moments contain more than might otherwise meet the eye. It is not the subject matter and characters that demand Brechtian analysis, to become aware of our spectator involvement, so much as the process of perception itself. In a scene where an executive orchestrates a scenario with two prostitutes and another man, we are again confronted with complex metaphor, ("Okay," he says, "we've got the image, now we'll take care of the sound.") But here, the symbol of prostitution is not playing into the Marxist-bourgeois analogy so commonly used by Godard in films such as 2 Or 3 Things I Know About Her. In the debauchery, we can see the construction processes and their perception, the images, the sound, used to no specific purpose other than gratification – thus mimicking the production of mindless entertainment in Hollywood consumerist cinema.

Compounding such stop-motion tropes is the use of interior dialogue. Isabelle plays out another life in her head while having sex with clients. What do we choose to 'see'? To hear? Comparison of the prostitution scenes and the scenes where natural, spontaneous sexuality is apparent or implied, coupled with the 'selection' process we make when determining how we 'see' things, might reflect not only on how men and women (or any two people) can be 'in tune' – but also, with different emphases affecting the data-perception process, the very gender difference apparent when we look at how men and women might typically view things differently. There might be life apart from the diegetic one. We might choose what we perceive to be 'real' – but ultimately we make our own reality.

Dehumanization occurs when a person is not able to order their life according to their will. At that point, the individual has become a slave to the senses rather than their master. One might not be able to change the territory in which one finds oneself – but, by standing back far enough to discern the wood from the trees, one might at least find new perceptions that can be converted to reality.

Godard's return

[bob998 · 9/10 · 12 February 2004]

This was the first feature by Godard after a decade spent experimenting with politics and video. It's as traditional a narrative as we have ever seen from him. The story has three parts. Denise Rimbaud (Baye) represents the imagination; she's a film editor who drops her frustrating work to find some fresh air in the Alps. Paul Godard (Dutronc) is the fearful-dependent side of most of us: he's afraid to leave the city, but can't live without Denise. Then there's business, represented by Isabelle the prostitute (Huppert).

The director, now 50 and with a flagging libido, has a field day with his sexual fantasies. The scene with the two hookers in the businessman's office is wonderfully funny, in its deadpan way it recalls Deux ou trois choses que je sais d'elle. The use of sound is more imaginative; he isn't using the montage of Beethoven quartet snippets that he often relies on. His camera moves more than in the past; there's a great slo-mo of Dutronc jumping over a table to tackle Baye, then they both collapse laughing onto the floor. The sense of freedom suddenly released is exhilarating.

Keeping Up with Godard

[zimmyfan66 · 3/10 · 27 July 2015]

Godard is fearless. Of that there is no doubt, and if that were enough to warrant him as a master of filmmaking, then countless filmmakers would be labeled masters for making films not for the audience but for themselves. Every director, to an extent, is making the film for themselves. But in the process of making it for themselves, they come into contact with and then disseminate elements that later speak to someone who might be watching the film. With the majority of Godard's films, it feels as though he is laughing at an in-joke or propagating an anti-societal agenda with elements only he is capable of deciphering. The result, at least for me, is almost always a drunken flurry of images, incongruous sounds, and inexplicable character actions that show me method in madness but distance me from feeling the madness in the method. "Every Man for Himself" is a perfect example of this. It jumps around and gets inside (as all Godard films do) a number of different characters, many of whom have nothing to do with anything other than perhaps preach a shocking aphorism here or there. The film starts with a woman, shows her in various countryside locations riding her bike and standing with wind in her hair. These are not actors but models, and NOT in the Bressonian sense. Bresson used his actors as models, true, but he still somehow was masterful at imbuing them with a sense of purpose (even if the purpose is dealing with purposelessness) and a sense of orientation. Godard fails at this, and perhaps because he WANTS to fail. It's clear watching any of his films that he is a man who cringes at the slightest hint that his art might be compared to another's or that an audience member dares "understand" his film. I understand this impulse, but not Godard's execution of it, with the exception of his work on everything before and including Pierrot le fou. In those films, Godard reached us with his passion for cinema (particularly American films) and his daring vision of contemporary life at odds with itself. It just seems, at a certain point, that Godard's filmmaking offers us little pieces of insight, little moments of cinematic ingenuity that do nothing to enhance the raw impact of his films but instead commend him as what he primarily is: a theorist and critic with more thought than execution going on in the majority of his post-60s films.

Jean Luc's interest in Prostitution

[jeanxmurphy · 9/10 · 12 April 2006]

The foremost image in this film, which I find difficult to erase from my memory, is that of the 2 prostitutes, 1 john and 1 lackey set up. How original. It made me think of "Vivre sa vie" and then "2 or 3 things I know about her". Granted these are the only Godard films I've seen, but the sex trade theme is definitely prevalent.

In the earlier films, of course, it's toned down but one of the things they all have in common is the coldness of the transaction and the purely business way that they are carried out. It almost seems as though they have not been directed by a man, but a woman.

All in all, I find Jean Luc, one of the more honest and clear thinking directors of not only our generation, but any generation. Can't wait to see more.

The Second Coming of Godard

[hof-4 · 3/10 · 16 February 2021]

Without a doubt Jean-Luc Godard was the most visible innovator of the Nouvelle Vague. His first feature film, Breathless (1960) was based on a rather conventional imitation of a B-movie script, but featured handheld camerawork, innovative cutting and rambling overlapping dialogue evoking real conversations. In his subsequent movies Godard perfected a unique, personal style that included fast cutting, intertitles (sometimes almost subliminal), still photographs, diagrams, apparently unscripted conversations and movie-within-movie backgrounds (as in La Chinoise, 1967). Verbal brilliancy was a given (e. g. the "children of Marx and Coca-Cola" in Masculin Féminin (1966) is one of most iconic movie quotes ever). His films included references and in-jokes involving other movies and literary works. All of the above induced a sort of alienation effect that suited perfectly his subjects. Godard's movies had "something" difficult to define that included flair, excitement, intellectual stimulation. Even a totally static movie like Le Gai Savoir (1969) is watchable. Not all of this has stood the test of time, however.

Godard set aside movies in the 70s in favor of experimental TV work and Every Man for Himself (1980) is his return to feature films; he called it his "second first film".

I did not like this movie. Godard's magic of the sixties is gone. If the film has a theme, it would be dehumanization/commercialization of sex, relationships, work and of everyday life in general. What is disconcerting is that Godard has chosen to tell the tale in the way a child that plays with his/her first movie camera would. For no obvious reason the image is frozen at times, shown in slow motion or in jerky successive stops and some scenes like the accident at the end are filmed in deliberately clumsy nome movie style. Points that were subtle in his early movies are now ponderous and overstated. There are touches of humor but they don't add up to much.

On the positive side: the acting. Nathalie Baye is perfect in her role (and seems imbedded in a different movie) and the always fearless Isabelle Huppert makes the best of a part that would make other actresses pause. Except for this, the movie is a disappointment.

Let's not go overboard...

[Krustallos · 14 July 2004]

Sauve Qui Peut loosely translates as "every man for himself" and as such I guess is Godard's acknowledgment that 1968's dream of a new society is gone and everyone has to get on with the daily grind. The three protagonists try and save themselves in different ways, Natalie Baye through getting back to nature, Huppert through selling herself and the director Paul Godard through his work. Everyone however is ground down by the social relations they must operate within.

As ever Godard leverages as much of his library as he can into the film, with huge chunks of Duras, Bukowski and sundry other writers cut & pasted in. And he plays the usual games with sound and image, juxtaposing them sometimes to beautiful effect, sometimes dissonant, quite often very funny.

A lot of people find Godard's later work somewhat depressing and it's true it mostly lacks the fizz of his early 60's stuff, however there are compensations; he seems to be putting more of his heart as well as his head into the work in later years. There is more than enough here to draw you in and keep you watching for several viewings.

The bets thing about Godard

[Hammy-4 · 9/10 · 14 February 1999]

Somewhere about thirty minutes into the movie it struck me how much Godard loves something about movie-making. That's a rare feeling -- to watch a movie and feel the director's love, passion, or fascination for/with the medium. There's a character named Godard in the movie. He's a director. At one point, he says, "The only reason I make movies is because I haven't the strength to do nothing at all." One thinks that the Real Godard would have us believe the words were coming from him. BUT seeing his frames, his cuts, the way he sets the light -- the inventiveness of all of it -- you just feel his joy in the enterprise.

incisive, fun, and daring filmmaking

[Quinoa1984 · 10/10 · 30 October 2014]

Jean-Luc Godard's "comeback" movie is his best work since the 1960's, which is either saying a lot or a little depending on point of view of his work in the past thirty-five years. It actually tells *stories* while having the usual lot of bizarre play and dour commentary on commerce. The acting is also uniformly excellent, and they do a lot without always having to do too much; it's interesting to note Huppert here, the same year she got plopped into Heaven's Gate she got to play another woman 'of the night' as it were, but she fits much better under Godard's hand. It's the kind of movie that reminds me why I keep watching whatever the man does, even after I get burned by one of his more pedantic-semantic movies. It has energy, gusto, and I could put it on any time and feel like I got something new out of the experience.

Pseudo-Intellectual Kaka - Sauve Qui Peut

[arthur_tafero · 2/10 · 12 October 2023]

Please; I cannot watch another pseudo-intellectual European film that poses as something meaningful, when in reality it is just soft porn. If you want to see porn, see much better porn on porn sites. The acting on the porn sites will most likely be better as well. The acting here is terrible. The direction is haphazard, and the photography is wildly uneven. There are a few artistic shots (like the cow barn), but most others are ineffective for erotic effect. These people care nothing about other people; they just care about themselves. Family means nothing to them. They are indifferent to sex and to their sexual partners. The film is self-indulgent KAKA.

Dark and enlighting

[s-heinzx · 8/10 · 26 April 2024]

Jean-Luc Godard's last film from the 70s is an impressive disturbance. Because of this, or for other reasons, I occasionally felt compelled to knock on the gogglebox. But that only helped to a limited extent. What did help was the convincing cast of French actors. With them, the seemingly unapproachable film takes us at times to mountaintop heights, but at others to the lowlands around Geneva, where we meet people in a wide variety of places: at known and unknown sporting activities, frequently arguing and gossiping. We see some guys and gals in consternation, some angry due a soundless film screening.

Do you know how to recognize films made in Switzerland? It's not primarily the CH license plate. No, if anything then it's the rugged charm of rural villages, winding roads and freshly cultivated hummocky fields. Above all, however, the swiss made window mechanisms stand out. The kind you don't even know how to use in Germany, let alone overseas. They are almost as enigmatic as this movie.

Nevertheless, Godard's film is not just a rejection of the fallibilities of the modern age. Not by any means. The female protagonists are turned towards progress and strive for independence from their male counterpart. Who in return for so much bickering takes revenge by thump-teasing his daughter Cecile, played by Cécile Tanner, in this case with a pile of sweaters. The obviously badly misunderstood male lead, played by Jacques Dutronc, probably represents an alter ego of Godard himself, or am I the one being badly misled? Regardless of whether this is the case, it is no coincidence that the central actor in the script is called Godard.

All in all, well worth a look.

Every "director" for himself

[emailbillphillips · 3/10 · 27 November 2017]

This was supposed to be Jean-Luc Godard's return to "mainstream film." Are you kidding? New wave had gone so far, this "return" to mainstream is still completely off the wall, incomprehensible, and totally obscene. Full of senseless and exaggerated graphic conversation, it tells more about Godard's twisted imagination than what was supposed to be a depiction of French sexual mores.

If I thought all fathers talked about their pubescent daughters as is portrayed here, and all encounters with prostitutes were as mechanically detached as the "role playing" in this film, or that many gay men were as indiscriminate as he depicts, I would think that Godard had some useful social comment going, but I suspect this is all about "Godard" and nothing about "real life."

"This is it". The brightness and boldness of Jean Luc.

[mkaseiri · 25 April 2003]

I really don´t know what David Hammer means by "joy for the enterprise". The only thing i know is that there´s a moment in our evolution in which we realize that life is just life. "Live your life as life lives itself" (Chinese proverb). Everything else is our invention, the invention of our minds. The product of a great fear of our degradation; degradation that naturally affects each of the living creatures of the earth. I understand what Godard means and share his feeling. Life is not only "joy", David. Life is much more than pleasure and excitement. Paul Godard (the character) reflects a deep feeling of the great French director. "I am not strong enough to accept life is just life. I need to believe we are here just here in order to DO something. The simplicity of life is difficult to accept in communities like ours. We are used to "produce", to have a product as a consequence of our time spent. A very strong and wise man can accept this fact. The "ouvre" of Jean Luc Godard show us that he moves, produces among elements that are not the ordinary ones. Godard has reached the moment of awareness in his "jeneusse". We can realize that by watching his films. The only thing that remains for me to do is just thank Jean Luc for his truth and for helping me to create mine.

11.16.2023

[EasonVonn · 10/10 · 16 November 2023]

In front of Godard Wong Kar Wai simply has to worship.

The shocking frame jerking ➕ slow motion in the first half of the different occasions of the indiscriminate use of people feel puzzled. But when adapted to is simply the expression of this emotion in the most critical moments to release the largest outbreak.

I think the current generation should really go and see Godard's work, to review the real movie, the real art.

The theme feels similar to Vivre sa Vie, and the main character even uses Godard's real name directly!

In front of Godard Wong Kar Wai simply has to worship.

The shocking frame jerking ➕ slow motion in the first half of the different occasions of the indiscriminate use of people feel puzzled. But when adapted to is simply the expression of this emotion in the most critical moments to release the largest outbreak.

I think the current generation should really go and see Godard's work, to review the real movie, the real art.

The theme feels similar to Vivre sa Vie, and the main character even uses Godard's real name directly!

Much Ado About Nothing

[theognis-80821 · 2/10 · 19 June 2022]

The undeniably talented Jean-Luc Godard's main character is Paul Godard (Jacques Dutronc), a filmmaker whose world is inhabited by prostitutes, actresses, a greedy ex-wife and grasping daughter. Ah! The weaker sex.... A director tells an actress what to do as a john addresses a prostitute and through a potpourri of techniques (superimposition, slow motion, jump cuts, swish pans, and pretentious title cards), Godard is eager to show the audience who's The Boss. None of these methods can obscure the lack of a solid story structure as he offered in his early masterpieces with similar themes: "Vivre Sa Vie" ("My Life to Live, 1962) and "Le Mepris" ("Contempt, 1963), which, happily, featured more opportunities for compassion and fewer for self-consciousness. The current effort has been done apparently, because in the words of writer Marguerite Duras, quoted herein, "Because I can't bear to do nothing, I make films. There's no other reason." But sometimes nothing is more than something and, like johns, audiences have a right to their expectations.

It's Just Not That Into You

[joecable-70479 · 5/10 · 22 July 2022]

As far as I can tell, this is a film about how Capitalism turns EVERYONE into a prostitute.

And that's about it. Not TOO frustrating if you're INTO Godard, otherwise, why bother?

The Cinema As Essay

[boblipton · 4/10 · 7 June 2022]

I'm very fond of the essay. Montaigne would write about himself, his feelings, his reactions, his thoughts, until the audience said "Wait, I think that too." It's the equivalent of a mentalist's cold read, throwing out a bunch of vague clues like "Do you know someone ... I'm seeing the letter 'M'." Whereupon you remember Michael or Emma or mom.

Writing one, my usual technique is to present two or three situations chosen for the position I wish to take, and allow the reader to come to the conclusion I wish him to draw. It's the equivalent of a force in prestidigitation, where the magician has the subject choose a card.... but arranges things so the subject has no choice.

You may argue that these are cheats. I would respond that they aren't, but they can be used in fraud, and I think that's what Jean-Luc Godard has done in this movie about a prostitute played by Isabelle Huppert. Her character's name is, perhaps not coincidentally, Isabelle. According to her, Godard told her the character had 'the face of suffering;', and so she plays it with a low affect, like someone terrified that if they know she's afraid, they'll rip her to pieces. She and her colleagues are called on to do all sorts of nasty things.

Andrea Dworkin has been quoted as saying that all heterosexual relations are rape. I can't find anything like that, but let it stand that this is Godard's position in this movie. As with Montaigne, we are supposed to find the commonality between ourselves and the characters. However, I believe few of the women reading this consider themselves bawds, and almost all the men will reject themselves as their onerous and disgusting clients. And so neither the cold read nor the force works, and so we can reject his thesis.

An alternate interpretation can be found in his stated admiration for Kenji Mizoguchi, many of whose better remembered movies, to put it baldly, were about women in the same position of Mlle. Huppert. But Mizoguchi's women were trapped in a hidebound, misogynistic culture which offered them no choice. Mlle. Huppert is young and beautiful. The life of a waitress might have offered few luxuries in France in 1980, but it was a way out of the trap.

Of course we are not supposed to think things like that. We are supposed to look at Mlle. Huppert's suffering beauty and be overwhelmed by sympathy. There were times I was, and there were other times, like when Godard was playing tricks with the camera, that I was jerked out of the warm blanket and actually thought about what to do about this poor woman.

Which is something, any good mentalist, prestidigitator, or essayist would not give you the chance to do.